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' the African Answers: '

‘ The African Answers: ’ His Skin is Dark His Eyes are Bright His Hair, Kinky-Black His Teeth, Pearl-White His Song of ‘Firelight’ He Sings thru Night See This Sight Has No Fear, No Fright Mouth, Full of Honey Lips, Full Like Wine Nose, Like Horizon … Same, Rare, Wide, Flat-Line Purple, was His Flower Plucked, into Plights … but Carrying Seeds and Ancient- Rites Flesh, Warm and Shiny His Heart … is His Height Africa is His Home … Thru His Blood … Beats Her Might …

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